light that fell lovely

My room. Yesterday. Lovely.

four noticings.

 

(One.) Light is coming back to the world, winter is nearly over. Most of the pictures scattered about this post were taken on different days, all around one o’clock in the afternoon.

At that time, on clear days, this incandescent light makes the streets glow and turns people into silhouettes.

(Two.) I’ve been coming across a whole host of magnificent words recently. Some of them are new; some of them I’ve already heard of before but something about them has just, all of a sudden, struck me. I love the sounds, the textures, the meanings of words.

Here are a few I’m liking just now: polyphony, solemnity, soliloquy, indicative, visceral, sibilance, dialectic, irrevocable, eschews, omnivorous, lipogram, plosive, expunge and plunge.

(Three.) I came across this the other week and thought it was an interesting idea:

‘You never know how much you really believe anything until its truth or falsehood becomes a matter of life and death to you. It is easy to say you believe a rope is strong as long as you are merely using it to cord up a box. But suppose you had to hang by that rope over a precipice. Wouldn’t you then first discover how much you really trusted it? ... Only real risk tests the reality of a belief.’

~ C.S. Lewis, from A Grief Observed, 1966 (not exactly light reading, but a very honest book).

(Four.) I also noticed this dog with shoes on in Central Station.

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your gob will be smacked

One of my classes this semester is on 20th Century Literature, so I was doing some reading today around the subject of 'modernism'. During this reading I came across a brilliant word. It is not an English word. It is a German word. This word is... (but wait! I will now withhold revelation of this this word for a little while in order to create a feeling of suspense in you, my reader... cue the tense music!)

The thing about dictionaries of literary terms is that one definition tends to lead you onto about seventeen other related ones. For example, the definition of ‘metaphor’ directs you on to other terms such as 'figure of speech’, ‘idiomatic phrases’, ‘simile’, ‘catachresis’ and so on. Today, the definition of ‘modernism’ led me on to the term ‘alienation effect’. And it was here that I came across the word. It was in brackets, it was in italics, it read (...are you ready? *Pulls curtain to reveal the word):

‘Verfremdungseffekt’

Ha ha! How fantastic is that! I’m not going to hazard a shot at trying to pronounce it. I just liked how it looks and was staggered by how many consonants are crammed inside its eighteen letters.

(p.s. if my somewhat unsubtle and rather ineffective suspense-manufacturing built up a sense of expectation in you that was disappointed by this word: sorry! I recognise extreme consonants are not exciting to everyone.)

(p.p.s. pictures are, once again, from: Marc Johns)

I heard your heart sing...

I came across this song yesterday. My sister and I were wandering about in Glasgow for a while before going to see The Artist (silent, black and white, beautiful) ...and I heard it in a shop. I wrote a story over Christmas about a girl with a singing heart... so the words stuck out.



Happy New Year! I hope it is a year to remember (for good reasons, not for bad ‘Oh yeah, that was the year that I broke six ribs, and I did so badly in all my exams that I was personally called by the Dean and told to "get lost", and my parents ran away, and I witnessed that trapeze artist fall to his death which made me lose my appetite so I ate nothing but toast and peanut-butter for four months’ kind of reasons).

I’m hoping this year will be filled with fantastic conversations, and ink-stained fingers, and new experiences, and piles of books read, and plans that have ticks next to them, and enlightening discussions, and trips to interesting places, and better time keeping, and things that challenge me (in a positive ‘growing into the best version of myself’ kind of way) ...and tea (of course).

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